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Folk Festival of June 16 and 17, 1950: Penitentiary song

Folk Festival of June 16 and 17, 1950: Penitentiary song (Transcription)

Collected by Merlin Mitchell
Transcribed by Irene Carlisle
Sung by Fred Woodruff
Lincoln, Arkansas
June 16, 1950
Reel 47, Item 5
Penitentiary Song
Fare you well to green f i e l d s , and s o f t meadows, adieu;
Yore rocks and your mountains, I now part from you;
Fare you well to l i t t l e birdies, so limber can f l y;
You w i l l sing a l l your sorrows and troubles a l l by.
Fare you well to l i t t l e fishes that glides through the stream;
Your days are all numbered with sunshine and gleam;
Fare you well to thee l i t t l e woman, I now part from you;
I wouldn'1 ' a ' been here if ' t 'adn't been for you.
Sometimes I wonder how women could love men;
More times have I wondered how men could love them;
They'll cause you some trouble, a sad and downfall,
And cause you to labor behind some stone wall.
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Collected by Merlin Mitchell
Transcribed by Irene Carlisle
Sung by Fred Woodruff
Lincoln, Arkansas
June 16, 1950
Reel 47, Item 5
Penitentiary Song
Fare you well to green f i e l d s , and s o f t meadows, adieu;
Yore rocks and your mountains, I now part from you;
Fare you well to l i t t l e birdies, so limber can f l y;
You w i l l sing a l l your sorrows and troubles a l l by.
Fare you well to l i t t l e fishes that glides through the stream;
Your days are all numbered with sunshine and gleam;
Fare you well to thee l i t t l e woman, I now part from you;
I wouldn'1 ' a ' been here if ' t 'adn't been for you.
Sometimes I wonder how women could love men;
More times have I wondered how men could love them;
They'll cause you some trouble, a sad and downfall,
And cause you to labor behind some stone wall.
ic